Facing the dagger that suddenly appeared in front of her neck, Qingqing didn't react for a while, her eyes widened and she looked at the terrifying face that was suddenly in front of her, and she forgot to breathe in fright.

Jiaojiao was ready to attack and hadn't made a move, and the woman in red smiled coldly: "Don't try to save her, no one of you here can be faster than me, if you don't believe it, you can try." ”

Jiaojiao looked at Qingqing and hesitated and didn't act rashly, Qingqing only then realized the danger of her situation, she looked at the woman in red a little angrily: "Sister, why are you so ignorant?" We have no ill will! ”

"Hehe, no malice? You say that Mo Lang will not come back, which is full of malice. Do you know how I don't have eyes? I stand here every day waiting for my Mo Lang, but I can't wait for his shadow every day, and I can't wait for his shadow every day, and I look at the despair in the long yellow sand, do you know?

I said to myself that if he doesn't come back for a year, I'll gouge out one of my own eyes, and if he doesn't come back for another year, I'll gouge out another eye, and without eyes, I won't see disappointment and despair, you won't understand. The woman in red muttered as she reached out and touched her own hollow eye sockets, and Qingqing was given goosebumps from her movements and words.

Seeing that all the people didn't answer her words, the woman in red was a little lonely. She turned her head in the direction of the delicate and strong man, and frightened them into taking a step back, and only then did they really see the woman's face, and the frightened expression was unmistakable.

"This girl, do you have something to say, can you put the dagger down first? We just met and don't know your situation, why don't we help you find your Molang together? Jiaojiao wanted to appease the woman first, and then take the opportunity to save Qingqing.

"Humph! Listening to your voice, you know that you look bewitching, do you want to rob me of Mo Lang too? Dream! Not only was the woman in red not appeased, but she was inexplicably vinegary, angry and coquettish, and let out a pig cry.

"What are you humming?" After hearing Jiaojiao's voice, the woman in red flipped the dagger in her hand and attacked Jiaojiao directly, Qingqing was so frightened that she shouted: "Jiaojiao, be careful!" ”

Jiaojiao didn't expect the jealous woman to be so crazy, the dagger that flashed with cold light came to her face door quickly, looking at the posture to cut off half of her face, Jiaojiao was so frightened that she quickly turned around to dodge, and the woman in red then changed her posture and changed her hand to attack Jiaojiao's face again, it seems that the strength of the woman in red is not weak.

"Ugly bastard, no matter how aggressive you are, I'm going to fight back, I pitied your experience, but now it seems that you are to blame, no man can stand an unreasonable woman like you!" Jiaojiao was forced to hide everywhere, which was very embarrassing.

"Who do you say is ugly? I'm the first beauty of our Huns! I'm going to kill you, the open-mouthed fox. The woman in red was completely enraged, Jiaojiao was also angry, and the two women began to fight inseparably.

The first thing Qingqing did when she was free was to see Xia Weijian lying on the ground, Shangguan Yu, Zhang Xiang and Da Chuan, touched their pulses and she breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned around, she saw Jiaojiao and the woman fighting.

Qingqing just wanted to persuade him, but there was a terrible heart-beating sound from the sky, and Qingqing looked up and saw a gray-brown eagle gliding towards it.

"Ink?!" Qingqing shouted in surprise and excitement.

"Mo Lang? I sensed my Mo Lang coming back. The woman in red suddenly stopped pestering Jiaojiao, tears streaming from her empty eyes that made her face look more terrifying than the demons of hell.

Jiaojiao and Qingqing turned their heads to look at the woman in red at the same time, "Mo Lang? Ink? Qingqing opened her mouth and couldn't close her eyes to look at the ink that fell on the shoulder of the woman in red.